Post by Shimmer Gray on Jun 4, 2012 17:41:42 GMT -5
Shimmer waited, and waited. She wanted this more than anything. It was the only thing she had ever wanted. Now that the victors were going back into the arena as well it would take the spotlight off her, however it would also make it a game that no one would ever remember. People would talk about this year’s Hunger Game for decades. Of course, the lovers from district 12 would fade, but to be the champion of champions! To win with so many victors in the arena, it would make the victor of the 75th hunger games a legend. Shimmer had to have the title. She stared at the glass ball, willing for her name to rise to the surface. She was trained, she was talented, she was the tribute who would win. She looked up at the two chosen victors for her district. With their added skills and expertise she would be unstoppable. The escort for district one elegantly slid her hand into the bowl. She swiveled her hand around, taking her precious time. Shimmer knew she only wanted to hold on to the dramatic suspense. These capitol people loved to be the center of attention.
“Shimmer Gray!” She exhaled a sigh of relief, that she did not know she was holding. She marched up the steps and onto the stage. She promptly shook the lady escort’s hand and turned to face the crowd. Shimmer had rehearsed this several times over the years and she did not falter on even one step. She was happy, and the large smile on her face conveyed that. She wanted to appear ruthless for the cameras but she could not conceal her happiness. Perhaps that would send some confusing message to the other tributes and intimidate them. Her parents would be so proud. She began waving at the crowd, and they applauded seeming to love her. The fact that she had on a very low cut, cleavage reveling dress also helped her cause. She wanted the people to love her by any means necessary. The more gifts she received the less help the others would get. She blew a kiss out to her adoring public.
Now that she had gotten what she wanted, she could care less who the male tribute was, or even when he was called. In her mind she had already won the games. She watched as the escort once again took her time selecting the tributes name, and teased the crowd. Shimmer kept a smile on her face, never letting it falter. If she wanted any chance of being a favorite, she needed to keep up appearances, more so when they finally reached the capitol.
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